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Warren walked over to me turned my head to him and kissed me. I threw my arms around the man kissing me and pushed my ass against the guy behind me. I hadn't noticed but while Warren was kissing me the guy had pulled out his cock. Now I was rubbing my naked ass against his naked cock.The guy slipped his hands around me and started playing with my nipples. I sighed. The guy I was kissing slid his fingers into my wet pussy. I nearly lost my balance.There was a couch in the room. The guy in front led me to the couch and sat down. He unzipped his pants and held out his cock. It was nice, about the same size as Warren's. I started sucking it.The guy behind me said, "I've been dying to fuck you since I met you."Without turning I said, "Well fuck me."He rubbed his cock up and down my wet slit. As soon as the head started to split my pussy lips I knew he was bigger than usual. I stopped sucking the guy's cock to catch my breath and concentrate. I felt that big cock hit bottom, I came. My. George opened the door for her and showed her inside, “Your rooms on the left up stairs,” he said reassuringly.Kathy went up the stairs and opened the door. There was a bare wood cabinet and a double bed with a stained mattress and no sheets. A 42“ TV screen on one wall showed a porn movie while the light constantly changed from green through blue to red and back again.A rack of whips adorned a further wall with shackles for restraints were screwed into the walls and fastened to he bed.“You’ll be safe here,” George assured her.“Its a brothel you bastard,” she snapped.“Sho is sister,” a large Afro Carribean gentleman opined as he appeared in the doorway, “Size C I reckon.” he ventured.He collected a leather collar from the cabinet and went to place it around Kathy’s neck. She tried to run but George held her as the guy fastened it securely with a padlock.“Sort of payback, N****** collaring white bitch,” the guy laughed as he attached a leash to both her collar and a shackle on the.
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“You took it out with us so you wouldn’t have to interrupt our card game when the time came to take your pills.”JR returned with a five by seven print of Rockie’s picture and a woman wearing a polo shirt with the assisted living center’s logo on it.“This is Lori,” he said to introduce the woman. “She has agreed to take a group picture for us.”Lori smiled at them, but addressed only Mr. and Mrs. Harper, “How are my two favorite residents today?”“We’re doing good Lori,” replied Mrs. Harper. “Thanks for coming over just to take our picture.”“The pleasure is all mine. Where would you all like to stand for the picture?”Rockie looked at JR and then suggested that they stand on the balcony, so the picture would have the ocean in the background. JR took her hand and led her out onto the balcony, where they were joined by his grandparents. They seated the Harpers in chairs facing the apartment and then stood behind them. Lori took several pictures with JR’s cell phone before handing it back.

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